I bet Gregor Mendel could have kicked his butt!!!!


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In article , Philip
Edward Lewis wrote:

"Sunflower" writes:
If your Chihuahua has sex with a St. Bernard, does that mean that the
St.

I sure hope that this hypothetical chihuahua was male.....

You're so smart! Not that many people know Saint Bernard of Clairvaux was
a faggot. He writes bitter diatribes against beautiful youth in the
monasteries & the ease of acquiring homosexual partners in his ranting &
raving "De contemptu mundi," really quite obsessed about it, with a
clearly conflicted personal horror. He believes sodomy is an enormous
temptation to monastics, to which vast numbers fall pray. He could
certainly speak for himself!. The only creatures he seems to hate more
than his fellow faggots are -- women -- he suggests in "De octo vitiis"
that the very laughter of women fills him with disgust, & elsewhere
insisted that when any woman is speaking -- ANY woman -- vipers' poison is
sprewing. And all women in his view being inherent sluts.

So maybe he wasn't so much struggling against his innate homoexuality as
against his rutting nature that would do ANYthing, male, female, or even a
chihuahua. Though one analysis of his misogyny, & his fixation on monastic
faggotry, would look closest at his idea that monks who are homosexuals
are like women and for THAT reason horrid. Bernard might have been more
accepting of others' or his own lust for his fellow monks if he didn't
hate women & consider queer desire to be womanish. He states categorically
that the only way for a monk to not act upon inevitable desires is to whip
himself with whips & chain himself in chains. Well, maybe Bernard should
patron saint of self-flagelating B&D masochists while he's at it!

Gay catholics are trying to get the patron saint of homosexuals, Saint
Sebastian, officially so-designated. But they should also be trying to get
St Bernard of Clairvaux officially recognized as the patron saint of
hopelessly self-hating closet cases.

-paghat the ratgirl

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